يا بِأَبي البَدرَ الَّذي

في حُبِّهِ قَلبي غُذي

O my father, the full moon whose love nourished my heart

And it was only through him that my refuge from separation lies

وَلَم يَكُن إِلّا بِهِ

مِن هَجرِهِ تَعَوُّذي

And the memory of him in my absence from him

Gave me pleasure through him

وَذِكرُهُ في غَيبَتي

عَنهُ بِهِ تَلَذُّذي

O seeker of ecstasy in the abode of seekers’ rapture

And with passion whose excuse is the reproach of the censorious

يا طالِبَ الوَجدِ بِدا

رِ الطالِبَيّينَ لُذِ

Make your way wide open to his gates

And set out towards the call of his summoner

وَبِالهَوى العُذرِيِّ مِن

بِغيِ ذَوي العَذلِ عُذِ

Come through to the outlet of the heavens of his love

And set forth through it

وَاِسعَ إِلى أَبوابِهِ

وَقَصدِ داعيهِ خُذِ

Take off your shoes in the holy valley of his sanctity

As you walk at dawn towards the coveted destination

وَبي إِلى نَفذِ سما

واتِ هَواهُ فَاِنفُذِ

And drink the pure wine and flee from blame

وَاِخلَع بِوادي قُدسِهِ

نَعلَيكَ تَغدو المُحتَذى

وَتَشرَبُ الصَرفَ مِنَ ال

خَمرِ وَيَعدوكَ المُذى